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rico snacks - pig mints lyrics
hoes wanna gobble up these fine green pig mints
take a m-ssive mace to the spine, knees, and ligaments
leaving footprints ‘round my lettuce like rabbits
speaking good sh-t on the mic, excellence is a habit
visionaries, tricking nations with the capers
all to get the green pigmentation into papers
plural, i told him make the sh-t a double
i’m just tryna bubble, i don’t want no trouble
lay back like you boutta sleep but keep at least a blinking eye
pigs got the mints for they breath to mask the stinking lies
recognize that private education’s just a check to sign
my man said “snack, you already got a girl, quit texting mine”
your skin maybe got cleaner pigments
but i’ll drive her crazy, and i’ll teach her stick-shift
you stick out in a crowd, son, stiff lip
keep your upper and lower balanced like point mid sh-t
mid range, get any higher someone’ll clip you
p-ss the blunt to me and get me something to spit through
and gas, they say i can see through the mask
i just know my breath’s clean from breathing some gr-ss
at every concert, smoke a moke in the restroom
and don’t sneeze around me b-tch i won’t bless you
hit the professor’s lab, tell him mojo sent you, b
after you get beat up by a girl then i’ll let you be
posted at my house, cartoons on the tube
laughing, texted up with nudes get some lube
and a breath mint for our date tonight
but if she a pig slinging mud i won’t play i’ll fight
take her and seven other pigs, put em in a line
get a rabbi, their k!lls were ordered by the divine
cut 8 throats, leave em out to fry
now that’s half a year of bacon that my fam don’t have to buy
and ham too, some might even be green
but i need some eggs with em, can’t just eat meat
all about my health, my wealth is so spiritual
whether eating animal, vegetable or lyrical
wannabe, wasabi hot, that’s why i blow steam
green’s my favorite girl, white b-tches are all homely
freshly washed on 24s, this chrome clean
mint chip ice cream reminds of this cold green
cash, always was p-ssionate about flashing it
but never had the sh-t, just closed my eyes to imagine it
but now i run sh-t, strap on the cleats
seuss swag, green eggs and ham on the beat
for the new slang, that’s the crew if you ain’t heard
eight words into a rap, we’ll k!ll your lame verse
taking some white cats, filling em with green herb
on some resident evil sh-t for all the teams nerds
jocks go to h-ll, this is rap not show and tell
you copped a nice chain try to cop a nice flow as well
you can’t, you ain’t been out bay nights when its cold as h-ll
with steam off your nose, you can’t do the things we smell
so i close with advice—keep your swagger economical
and ecological, earth’s still got a lot to grow
mint and sh-t, and y’all stay on point-cardinal
i’d add more but the studio time’s up, i gotta go
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